When it started to snow again on Sunday, I could have just curled up and hibernated until June. Instead, I wrapped myself in comfort foods and braved the cold.
Tempted to make more “winter is coming” jokes, instead I tried to stay positive. And I’m still trying. Amid job searching, horrible weather, and thesis work, it hasn’t been easy.
But the little things help. Tonight, my roommate and I celebrated pretend spring by going to get Dairy Queen. It sounds silly, but we had both always associated the reopening of DQ with spring weather and it did make me feel a little bit more optimistic. (Read: full of cookie dough blizzard.) Hopefully tomorrow it will be real spring, but until then we’ll keep doing work and listening to Beyonce.
Peace, love, apt B.